Even though I have been completely AWOL for many months, dearest Salma thought to include me in her newest blogging venture, called 2011 Reflections. You can read about it here. I am going to take Salma's invitation to restart my blog as a blessing, and not worry about whether I deserve it.
Because one thing I learned last year is that blessings come when you least expect it – and have nothing to do with whether you deserve it or not.
In July 2011, I accidentally got a job. I wasn’t looking for it. In the last few years, I have loved working very part time as an Early Steps provider and completely full-time as a mother and wife. I had planned to continue that until Gem, now 15 and a high school sophomore, leaves for college in the fall of 2014.
I was spending a few weeks with my sister in Virginia while Gem was at a nearby science camp. Cooking, working, and visiting with my Dearest Sis, playing, reading, sewing with the kiddos.
My friend Lynn phoned from back home to say that a local public school (BCP) needed a teacher to work with preschoolers who have special needs. She said that when I talked to BCP, I wouldn’t be able to say “no.” I spoke with their special education committee over the phone. Lynn was right. When my husband agreed that I should give it a try, I did. Gem and I arrived home August 1st and I started work on the 2nd.
Some of my unlooked-for blessings:
- The children: They’re always the best part of teaching. Each day shows me a new side to each personality. I have always said that being a preschool teacher is the most fun you can have and still get paid.
- My colleagues: Because “my” kids are included in the “regular ed” (bad terminology, I know) classrooms, the teachers have to accept me into their domains. In my experience, some teachers don’t play well with others. At BCP I am fortunate to work with a warm, caring group of professionals who really put the needs of children and families uppermost.
- Meaningful, fulfilling work to do every day.
- Learning that my family will pitch in with the housework. I can’t seem to let go of my cleanliness/nutrition standards, but can’t keep up with it all on my own either. Things aren’t so tidy as when I did it all, but it feels better somehow. My favorite meal is when my husband makes breakfast for supper.
- An unexpected financial cushion.
When you least expect it, a blessing might come to you. Open your heart and let it in.